Although all these reasons for shooting and killing one's own wounded soldiers are right, one thing is wrong in the end, that is, "morality", and the morality of us Orientals and Chinese does not allow this.

But there are a lot of things that have been done on the battlefield, but as everyone knows, so many soldiers, burdened with moral condemnation and a lifetime of conscience, still did this, killing their dying brothers with their own hands.

Even the dying brothers don't have this requirement, even if they still have a strong desire to survive. Someone has to do these things after all, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

has experienced a lot of things, so Tan Yizhong no longer talks too much, and he doesn't want to talk about the reasons and experiences of these things, it's not interesting to say it, and he is not comfortable.

So most of the time, he was like an old monk in his meditation, he just wanted to rest quietly by himself, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to be quiet, anyway, he was in the Yunnan army and couldn't understand their local language.

Fortunately, these Yunnan boys in Balian thought that he was such a person, so they rarely bothered him, and besides, they still liked to speak local dialect together, and spoke official dialect in front of their fellow countrymen, just like Chinese people speaking foreign languages in China, which was somewhat awkward.

Lao Duan understands Tan Yizhong a little, after all, he has been on the battlefield before, during the civil war, he fought to the death with Sichuan Yankee and Guizhou Yankee, and he has seen more people die, so he naturally loses that liveliness.

But Lao Duan, as the head of a company, has to talk everywhere, these fellow soldiers, in fact, are more difficult to manage, all of them are related to their families, and it is not good to be too strict.

can only be strict with oneself, be more strict with those who are closer to yourself, and try to be as flat as possible for the others, without any back door to go, and be the image of a wicked person, in order to be able to serve the public.

But as long as this group of cattle is subdued, it is much better than other troops on the battlefield.

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On April 22, he survived like this, and after the devil retreated, Tan Yizhong thought about suggesting that Lao Duan come to a night attack, and the devil was afraid of night combat and close combat, so that he could kill a few more devils.

But after thinking about it, forget it, he is a temporary deputy company commander, and he doesn't have half of his soldiers, and it's not good to suggest that others are sent to death, no matter how successful the night attack is, there will still be casualties.

If he doesn't succeed, or even fails, the devil doesn't kill a few, and he loses a large number of them, everyone will definitely hate him as the initiator.

Of course, not all of them are wise enough to protect themselves, Tan Yizhong also thought that the combat mission of their Eighth Company this time was mainly to defend, plus so many people were killed by the devil's artillery this morning, and the casualty rate was so high, it couldn't be tossed anymore.

If you want to keep the main force to deal with tomorrow's defense, you really have to pull out the main force to fight, and who will take the defensive task the next day? We must think about all these aspects.

Relying on a small company of them to attack devils at night has little effect, and it is okay to harass them, or at most to be vigilant or prevent devils from touching the camp.

It stands to reason that devils will not do this, unless it is a last resort, but on the battlefield, no matter what happens, we must try to anticipate and prepare first.

However, after dinner, Lao Duan couldn't wait to drive the soldiers to dig the tunnel, and today he killed so many brothers to the devil at once, which stimulated Lao Duan too much.

In the past, they used to go around in ravines and ravines, and at most they fought in the mountains, where had I ever seen such a ferocious shell, and a bomb was the size of a small pond.

If the bunker is not reinforced, the tunnel is not dug deep, tomorrow the devil's artillery and bombs will bombard again, and dozens of brothers will die, so this battle is still a fart.

The soldiers who didn't listen to Tan Yizhong's intention to dig deep tunnels before also obediently started digging now, and everyone knows very well that the more they dig down, the more hope they have to survive tomorrow.

There is no wood, so I went to dismantle it from the villager's house, and when there was a war, the people in the vicinity all fled, especially when I heard that the devil was coming, it was not a person, it was a vicious beast, and the people could not afford to provoke it, so they could only flee.

Anyway, the devil's shells will blow up the villagers' houses, so everyone first dug up the beams, timber, doors, wooden cabinets, etc. from those collapsed houses, and moved them all over to make brackets for the tunnel.

Then put a few layers of sandbags on top of each other to put a layer of wood, elastic between them, to resist earthquakes, all the way from six or seven meters deep in the ground to stack up, and then do some shelter treatment on top, it doesn't work, so I have to resign myself to fate.

However, Tan Yizhong couldn't help but give Lao Duan advice in the end, send a few capable people to harass the devils in the middle of the night, and prevent the devils from coming to the camp.

Anyway, it's the people on my side who dig holes overnight and are so tired that they become dogs, and they can't be cheap, they can't let them sleep easily, and they can't sleep well if they have to harass them, lest tomorrow they have good physical strength and come to beat us.

Lao Duan's eyes lit up when he heard this, this war obsession ghost, when he heard Lao Tan say, he couldn't wait to pull someone to fight the devil immediately, and hurriedly said:

"Tonight, you will be the acting company commander, I will take someone to get a devil, I haven't fought by myself for a long time, and my hands are itching."

"This can't be done, you have to stay here, in case there is any situation that requires you to preside over the overall situation, what I said, many brothers can't understand it, how can I replace you?"

Lao Tan directly declined Lao Duan's "kindness", he had no intention of the position of company commander, besides, he had already seen that this company could only be commanded by Lao Duan, and once Lao Duan was not there, this company would most likely be dispersed.

Therefore, Lao Duan couldn't be allowed to take risks, Lao Duan had no choice but to order the second squad leader of the first platoon to take his group of people to the camp of the devil in the middle of the night.

Anyway, if you can touch it, you can touch it, and if you can't touch it, you can harass it a few times, provided that you must ensure that you can't have casualties, and you must bring a whole group of people back before dawn.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, when everyone was still digging holes, they heard the sound of gunfire in the devil's camp, which rang a few times in the east and a few times in the west, and it was very noisy anyway.

The devil was also afraid, and did not dare to come out to fight, but only sent a small force to defend, and the other troops were all in a state of mental tension, ready to fight at any time.

In this state, not to mention that you can sleep well, you don't even have the opportunity to lie down and meet your eyes.

In this way, this night, the people on both sides spent their time in the noise, and they didn't get any good sleep, but Lao Duan took turns to rest.

The second platoon, as a reserve, had to maintain sufficient physical strength all the time, and when it was time to arrive, they did not dig any more holes, and went straight to sleep under the ground, because early tomorrow morning, they would be responsible for the heavy responsibility of defense.

The squadron of devils was mad, and they made a fuss all night, and there was nothing to do, and they didn't see the real night attacks of the Chinese army, they were all small harassments, and they were as annoying as mosquitoes that couldn't be hit, and they just made you sleep badly.